Keyshia Cole Sextape Novels & Stories

He was sent to Blister Ridge the first of February and he’s been feeling Luna Sasha cheat on him since March. He has seen the video that Dallas spoke of. It was horrid and sickening to see his father enjoy watching the video of this pup being forcibly raped by Kristoph. It made him physically sick to the point of running from the room as his father spoke of how much trouble this video was going to get Cole into. That there’s no way the council can charge him with murder after they see what Cole’s done. He managed to walk back into the room just enough to see the date at the bottom of the screen. He wrote it on his hand before sneaking out the back door of his father’s office.

“Shit,” Kayla grumbled. Curious I went after her and found her standing in the middle of a fairly large sitting room with dimmed lights and overdone furnishings. It was devoid of life but an old tv played a recorded sex tape. “Yes, Leo,” the woman in the video mourned. A man with a full head of ebony black hair was licking his way down her body. “He’s not here. I can’t sense him,” Kayla said flatly. She bent to return the gun. My eyes remained fixed on the screen. The camera shifted until the face of the athletic-built guy going down on the woman came into view.

Shame got people killed. Still, the knowledge that someone had undressed her while she was unconscious sent a thin blade of anger down her spine. “I don’t like repeating myself,” Kael said. “So we’ll do this once while you’re still… cooperative.” He turned the tablet, letting her see the screen. Footage filled it. Her penthouse. Grainy, black‑and‑white security from a corner angle she hadn’t known existed. Kael is stepping out of the elevator. Her walking toward him in silk and bare feet. The moment she touched his chest.

I could only listen. Then… my phone buzzed. Another notification. I froze. Kendra: Sienna… oh my God… another one. I hesitated, trembling. I pressed the preview… My stomach dropped. It wasn’t just pictures this time. It was a video. A sex tape. The screen showed me and Jaxon—our faces, our bodies, everything from the hotel, every kiss, every touch. The raw intimacy, now public. Tagged, shared, trending. I gasped, pressing my hands over my face.

"You know, the way you salivate and the way your pupils dilated at Dio's oh so yummy abs." Zoey tried redeeming herself by clearing her throat and checking if there was really some drool beside her mouth. Sebastian laughed. "Can you not. . not tell him about this? Keisha might get in trouble. But, I swear. It was her idea. One morning, she just started sending me those kinds of videos. Who am I to refuse such delectable. . I mean, knowledgeable videos on how to properly work out. It could absolutely save me time on watching tutorials on YouTube instead." "Yeah, right. Yeah, right. You don't need to explain, really. It's a secret between us. My lips are sealed, my friend." Sebastian winked at

Keyla teased before shutting the door. “You know I don’t watch people’s sex tapes. It’s usually trash, and half the time it's not meant for anyone besides the couple. I’ll just stick to p**n, like regular people.” I joked through the door. "Funny, you didn’t say anything about the pictures.” Before turning the shower on and making it impossible for me to say anything back to her. I walked to my room and plopped down on my bed, waiting for Keyla to finish.

he said, grabbing his keys. “But we haven’t talked about where I was-” The front door shut before I could finish my sentence. I let out a laugh, taking my seat. I opened up my phone and the headlines was buzzing with interesting news. ‘K&T SCANDAL:ANONYMOUS SEX TAPE OF PERSONAL ASSISTANT SPARKS ONLINE OUTRAGE!’. At top three hot searches. ‘LEAKED VIDEO OF PERSONAL ASSISTANT, KATHERINE JONES WITH UNKNOWN MAN IN CEO’S OFFICE’. At top two.

pumps, for lack of a better term. “Aunt Teya and I coordinated,” Kaileeh informed me. I looked between the both of them. “Open the other bag,” Kaileeh urged. Opening the other bag, I wanted to disappear. Inside was a pair of handcuffs, a whip, and eatable body paint. I dropped all of it back into the bag and groaned, mortified. I knew this shouldn’t be such a big deal considering I’d already had sex with Jarren. What made it so bad was the thought of other people knowing we had sex, or well, would have sex.

“Then stop.” “No.” His fingers curled and found the spot that made her jerk. “I’m going to make you come on this couch. Then I’m going to sleep ten feet away and think about how your cunt felt. And tomorrow, when Paige calls to say thank you for hosting me, you’re going to hear her voice with my fingers still ghosted inside you.” Sienna came with a broken cry. It hit her fast and ugly, pulsing around his fingers, soaking his hand, her tank top shoved under her chin and her shorts dragged to one knee. Cole worked her through it, watching her face like he was already planning the wedding around this secret.

FELIX’S POV Felix was still hooking up with Keisha after the whole internet scandal. He and Khloe had sorted the issue by taking a couple of photo-shoots together which kept the media out of words. Timothy had hooked a photographer to organize the whole photo-shoot. “If you need to convince the people out there that it is an old image, I mean the one with your nice ass lady” the photographer teased. Felix looked at him with a demeaning eye.